Page 12 of The Best Trick

“What?”

Warm, smooth fingers slid up my neck and under my chin. “I'm going to need your mouth on me,” he said gravely. “I'm going to hold your head and shove my cock deep down into your throat, and it is going to be rough and fierce,” he said.

Gulp, I thought happily.

“Zeus, do you think it is time for the new toy?” Odin asked behind me.

Double gulp.

Zeus’s fingers disappeared. Now something cool and oily pressed in circles around my asshole. I squinched my eyes shut tight as it pushed in slowly. It was some sort of toy, large and cool and smooth.

“Do you understand why we have to fill your asshole?” Thor asked, a rhetorical question if I’d ever heard one.

“Uhhhh,” I said, not able to expend resources on speech while a cool and lightly bulbous thing was being pushed with maddening leisure into my asshole. “More,” I gasped.

“Answer.”

“I don’t know,” I breathed. “I’m still thinking about those curly fries.”

With a decisive movement, the toy was shoved all the way in, past Go, past Boardwalk, past the guardian ring of muscles into the best Park Place ever. My ass was filled, stretched. I gasped at the delicious intensity of it.

A large hand roamed over my butt cheeks.

Odin.

I braced for the sting that I knew was to come, the exquisite sting of an Odin slap. “What did you just say?”

“C-curly fries.”

Slap.

“Thor, stand up and grab her hair,” Odin commanded. “Show her how you want her to suck you. Push all the way into her. You know how she likes to be used hard.” Odin turned to me here. “Isis, you will take him down your throat while I spank you, and you will let him feel no teeth, or things will really go bad.”

Thor pressed his cock into my mouth and all the way in.

“And things won’t go bad in a good way, so don’t get any ideas,” Thor added, gripping my hair, fucking my mouth.

“And you must not come,” Odin commanded, slapping my ass again. The slap seemed to vibrate my clit from the inside out. I don’t know if it was the toy inside my ass or Odin’s wicked hand slapping the outside of my ass or what, but the darkest pleasure pulsed through my veins. Sweat dripped down my spine, tears streamed down my face. It was too good and I was running out of sheep breeds!

“She wants to come,” Thor said.

“Do not,” Odin said, slapping my ass harder now.

I moaned, senseless.

Not coming was a ridiculously tall order, but hey, I could chew gum and walk at the same time. Thoughchew gumprobably wasn’t the image I needed to be having while my mouth was all over Thor’s sexy cock.

I squeezed Thor at the root, and suddenly he was coming, crying out. He petted my hair, over and over, senselessly petting it like a man dying of some mysterious cause and petting my hair was the only way to stay alive, the only way to breathe.

Right then Zeusturned me over and climbed on top of me. In one fluid movement, he pushed apart my legs and thrust his huge cock into me.

“Yesssssss,” I hissed.

“You’re so hot like this,” he said, thrusting. He took hold of my nipple, giving it a twist.

“Uhhh!” I cried. “I won’t last! I can’t!”

He did it again and I exploded in an orgasm, crying out in a seagullish way, which I didn’t intend, but what can you do?

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